Losing the Illusion
Satin dress
Satin shoes
I'm saddened by my loss of my muse
That blue guitar
Didn't get you far
You're still holding on to handlebars
I'm losing the illusion, basking in the sadness
A bitter sweet thing- they'll never know my madness
Quick burn like a cheap cigarette
I'm in the mood to do something I regret
I got my headphones in, feeling like a winner tonight
Don't know if it's true, but I think I like you
I got a broken phone and not much I own
I drove by your exit, just missed you by 7 seconds
Runny mascara
Queen of the era
Got my nails painted red, after something you said
I'm losing the illusion, basking in the sadness
A bitter sweet thing- they'll never know my madness
Quick burn like a cheap cigarette
I'm in the mood to do something I regret
I got my headphones in, feeling like a winner tonight
Don't know if it's true, but I think I like you
I got a broken phone and not much I own
I drove by your exit, just missed you by 7 seconds
We ran around in the dark, you kissed me sweetly but with no remark.
Spent the weekends together but we're still alone
Do you think of me on your drive home?
Quick burn like a cheap cigarette
I'm in the mood to do something I regret
I got my headphones in, feeling like a winner tonight
Don't know if it's true, but I think I like you
I got a broken phone and not much I own
I drove by your exit, just missed you by 7 seconds
I'm losing the illusion, basking in the sadness
A bitter sweet thing- they'll never know
Satin shoes
I'm saddened by my loss of my muse
That blue guitar
Didn't get you far
You're still holding on to handlebars
I'm losing the illusion, basking in the sadness
A bitter sweet thing- they'll never know my madness
Quick burn like a cheap cigarette
I'm in the mood to do something I regret
I got my headphones in, feeling like a winner tonight
Don't know if it's true, but I think I like you
I got a broken phone and not much I own
I drove by your exit, just missed you by 7 seconds
Runny mascara
Queen of the era
Got my nails painted red, after something you said
I'm losing the illusion, basking in the sadness
A bitter sweet thing- they'll never know my madness
Quick burn like a cheap cigarette
I'm in the mood to do something I regret
I got my headphones in, feeling like a winner tonight
Don't know if it's true, but I think I like you
I got a broken phone and not much I own
I drove by your exit, just missed you by 7 seconds
We ran around in the dark, you kissed me sweetly but with no remark.
Spent the weekends together but we're still alone
Do you think of me on your drive home?
Quick burn like a cheap cigarette
I'm in the mood to do something I regret
I got my headphones in, feeling like a winner tonight
Don't know if it's true, but I think I like you
I got a broken phone and not much I own
I drove by your exit, just missed you by 7 seconds
I'm losing the illusion, basking in the sadness
A bitter sweet thing- they'll never know
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Scott Thomas, Lily Grace Forte
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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